Did Li Bai have a girlfriend when he was in the Tang Dynasty, did he write a love poem?

I don't know if my girlfriend counts as a wife. Wife he has.

Yes, the ancients also got married.

He has a wife, thank you.

Sauvignon BlancThe sun is full of flowers and smoke, and the moon is as bright as sleepless.

Zhao Se stopped the phoenix pillar at the beginning, and Shuqin wanted to play the mandarin duck strings.

This song is intended to be passed on, and I am willing to send it with the spring breeze.

Remembering the monarch across the blue sky, in the past, the eyes were horizontal, and now the spring of tears.

I don't believe that the concubine's intestines are broken, and I came back to see before the mirror.

"Drinking Alone Under the Moon".A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me;

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

"Long Trunk Walk".The concubine was covered at the beginning of the forehead, and the flower was folded in front of the drama.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion.

Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and her shame has not been opened.

Bow your head to the dark wall, and call for a thousand times.

Fifteen began to raise eyebrows, willing to be with dust and ashes.

Always hold the pillar letter, how can you go to the Wangfu Tower.

Sixteen gentlemen traveled far away, and Qutang was pre-piled.

May is untouchable, and the ape mourns in the sky.

Late in front of the door, a lifetime of green moss.

The moss is deep and can not be swept, and the autumn wind is early.

Butterfly yellow in August, double fly to the west garden grass.

Feeling this sad concubine's heart, she sat sad and old.

Morning and evening, three chins, pre-book newspapers.

We don't have a long way to go, until the long wind and sand.

"Autumn Song".Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes;

The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship.

He Riping Hulu? The beloved man went on an expedition.

The owner of the autumn pu sense returns to the swallow to send it".

The frost withered Chu Guan Mu, and he knew that the murderous spirit was strict.

There are few golden skylines, graceful green and red dives.

Hu Yan is not the master, and he is bilingual.

Three flying and four reviewing, wanting to see each other again.

Don't you love Huawu, and finally thank the bead curtain.

I am not as good as this bird, and I have been drowning for many years.

I sighed in the way of sending the book, and I couldn't keep my tears down.

"Spring Thoughts".The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches;

When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines.

I don't know each other in the spring breeze, what is going on?

"The Grudge".The beauty rolls the beaded curtain, sits deep and frowns with moth eyebrows;

But when you see the tears wet, you don't know who you hate?

Long dry line (two little did not guess to tie the knot, much like an innocent love story, one of the most widely circulated sentences: Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Living together for a long time, there is no suspicion between the two. ）

Chun Si (a poem written by a man as a boudoir, the most widely circulated sentence is that the spring breeze does not know each other, what is the matter with Luo Wei? ）

Guan Shanyue (戍客思回, a poem of resentment and nostalgia, later turned into a word brand name. Midnight Wu Ge (Thinking of the woman's thoughts about recruiting people. ）

Resentment (a poem in which the girl looks forward to the return of her lover, showing the pain of lovesickness), "Twelve Songs Far Away". The gift is naturally given to the "insider", that is, to his lover. “

The balcony is separated from the Chu water, and the spring grass grows the Yellow River.

Acacia has no day and night, and the mighty waves are like flowing waves.

The waves go to the sea, and there is no cause for the end of the desire.

A little tears will be sent far away like a flower man.

Li Bai's long work is the most powerful, and I have always admired it the most.